Chapter 603 Philip

"Your Majesty, you are here."

Urdin was still wearing the simple bishop's vestments. Behind him was his deputy, a leper who wrapped himself tightly. This man was also from a noble family. After suffering from a serious disease, he was sent outside the city of Jerusalem. A monastery for lepers.

After hearing about Uldin's deeds, he came all the way to the Crusade front and became a follower of Uldin.

There are many leprosy patients in the Order of Saint Lazarus. Although the world regards leprosy as a curse from God, in fact, this disease is not susceptible. Only young children and the elderly with relatively low immunity are likely to be infected.

Baldwin IV nodded slightly: "Your Excellency Uldin, how is Lothar now? Are you helpless?"

"My lord, the injury is not on the body, but on the soul."

Uldin sighed softly: "A divine evil dragon is fighting for the control of the body with the adults. The souls of the two are like two people wrestling on the ground, and they are indistinguishable from each other. This kind of thing also happens next. Nothing can be done."

Not only did he feel powerless, even Prajna, an expert on the soul level who once served as the gatekeeper of hell, could only ensure that he would only burn the ghost dragon's soul without hurting Lothar by turning himself into the fire of hell.

Baldwin asked rhetorically: "Divinity?"

"Yes, the enemy's caster has a powerful artifact-level treasure in his hands. It has raised the level of this evil creature. Generally speaking, you are currently fighting with the same ghost and god on the soul level."

Godfrey felt dizzy and felt like he was listening to a fairy tale.

The young junior who had come to the Holy Land and made great achievements, was now fighting with a ghost?

The little witch was quite knowledgeable and asked: "How long can Sir Lothar hold on? My teacher was dragged by Tancred's mistress and couldn't get away in a short time. If there is another month, my teacher will definitely be able to Help."

Anna is the guardian of the Eastern Empire. She comes from the royal family of the Eastern Empire. She is more deeply bound to her affiliated forces than the spell casters of other forces. It is impossible for her to abandon the imperial army who is fighting Tancred's "False King" on Sicily. , came to treat Lothar's injuries.

Uldin shook his head and said: "We have already communicated with Ms. Anna. She has ordered her apprentices and the spellcasters of other associations to check the information in the Imperial Library. But for now, far water cannot save the near fire. Soul It seems to us that several years may have passed in one day's dispute, and it should be of little use."

Nysaya sighed: "The mysteries of soul science are too difficult, and you might easily turn yourself into a lunatic. Even the teacher's research on soul science is very shallow."

Baldwin IV frowned and said, "Ladies, can't you do anything?"

Uldin shook his head and said: "Of course, Ms. Prajna has promised that you will be safe and sound, your Majesty, you can relax, but this result may not be what you are willing to accept. God gives, God takes back, everything is God's will."

Baldwin IV breathed a sigh of relief. He nodded and said, "Losa has made such great contributions to Heavenly Father's cause. I believe Heavenly Father will bless such a pious warrior."

"Your Majesty, you have been tired from traveling, so please go to your bedroom to rest. Have you taken your medicine on time during this time?"

Before leaving, he worked out the medicine with the little witch based on his knowledge of herbal medicine. Although there was still no way to completely cure leprosy, it was still feasible to maintain the status quo.

In the final analysis, leprosy is a disease caused by bacteria. As long as the body's immunity is strengthened, eradication may be difficult, but there is still no problem in controlling the disease.

Baldwin IV frowned and said, "How is Lord Lothar's current situation? Can anyone visit her?"

Uldin shook his head and said: "The visit is useless, it only increases worries. You have to believe in the feelings the ladies have for my family. They will do their best without any reservations."

Baldwin's frown relaxed: "Okay."

Samantha Sahib has been in a bad mood recently.

He kept pacing in the room with his hands behind his back, muttering: "Those Franks are simply a bunch of uncivilized savages, and those two kings are the villains among villains. That Richard asked me to sacrifice my horse, That Philip took over my estate and demanded that I provide them with military provisions. Do they really think that I am a weak and vulnerable slave who takes everything he wants?"

"On the day when Governor Adil enters the city, I will hang them with my own hands. I will let them know the consequences of offending Bahram's descendants."

Since the two kings arrived in Semanud, the humiliation Master Salman has suffered these days is even greater than what Lothar gave him before.

He now misses the reign of Governor Mahri very much. At that time, he was almost like half the city lord of Semanud, the hidden king behind Mahri. No matter where the lord was, he would give him three points of favor, but now it seems that It has become a wild dog that can kick anyone who passes by.

"Now the Demon Duke is staying behind closed doors. He is most likely seriously injured and has not recovered. The crusaders from all sides are fighting openly and secretly, and they are not subordinate to each other. As long as our people can seize a city gate when Adil sends people to attack the city, the crusaders will be defeated. undoubtedly!"

"If I make such a contribution, all the Saracens should regard me as a hero, and my trade routes will be smoother. It would not be an exaggeration for Saladin to appoint me as the Grand Vizier."

he muttered.

"Master, there is a secret letter from outside."

A personal servant carefully handed over a roll of letter paper wrapped in a wooden tube.

"Bring it to me quickly!"

Adil hurriedly took the secret letter and read it. After just a cursory glance, the expression on his face darkened.

"How can it be"

"How could he do this to me!"

His fingers holding the secret letter kept trembling, and he kept mumbling: "I knew it, I knew it!"

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Saman let out a long sigh and sneered: "Before, I only thought that the Demon Duke, the King of Gaul, and the King of Albion were all a group of robbers who took advantage of others, but I never thought that this Kurdish barbarian was so hateful!"

In the letter, Adil asked him not to just use rumors to sow discord among the three Crusader factions as he had done before, but to really ask him to send out assassins to assassinate the Crusader princes and then frame the blame on their enemies.

The danger of this kind of thing can be imagined.

Even if he did things cleanly and handled everything neatly, the Crusaders would not let him go.

Master Salman has reason to believe that even if he did not do this at all and the Crusader lords were really fighting among themselves, Philip or Richard would be happy to put the blame on him.

"Damn Kurdish barbarians!"

Saman couldn't help but curse in a low voice, the Franks are evil wolves, and Adil is a hyena, they are all a bunch of people who eat people without spitting out bones!

Mr. Salman tried his best to calm down the anger in his heart and lowered his voice: "Give me the order. After nightfall tonight, take all your portable belongings with you and we will evacuate to Tunisia!"

He maintains two pirate fleets under his command. The sailors are all his former domestic slaves and confidants. They are considered loyal and reliable. At the moment, they are the only way out in Master Saman's heart.

As for assassinating the Crusader nobles and inciting them to fight among themselves, he had no intention of doing so!

But there are some things that won't happen unless he does something about it.

Renard of Chatillon plunged his sword into the chest of the last assassin in front of him. His face was splattered with blood. In return for his service to Philip, he received a bottle of Stormrider's The potion, as the name suggests, makes his sword as swift as the wind.

Even though he was old, the power of the potion made him feel the taste of youth again.

That's why he was able to survive this long-planned assassination.

He took out the dagger from his waist, cut off the assassin's obviously European-looking head, held it high in his hand, and let the dripping blood sprinkle on his face.

"I'm right here. Who wants to kill me? Wants to kill the King of the Dead Sea, the greatest Crusader Knight!"

"come!"

He roared like thunder, and with his face covered in blood, he looked like an angry god.

"Who wants to kill me! Come forward!"

The crusaders who gradually gathered around looked at each other in shock, looking at Leonard standing among dozens of corpses, including his guards and incoming assassins. Everyone knew one thing clearly - something big happened!

As the leading figure in the Queen Mother's Party in the past, the Crusader Prince in Jerusalem was second only to Raymond of Tripoli. Although Duke Lothar rose like a comet, he gradually fell into silence.

But the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and his direct territory also lost Hebron.

Looking at the entire Crusade, with thousands of soldiers, he can be regarded as a figure.

This kind of person was assassinated in the street, and the assassins were all Franks. This was really too subtle in the context of the confrontation between the two crusaders.

"Reynard!"

The crowd lined up, and the young king, the greatest Augustus, Philip II, dressed in blue and gold iris, walked slowly towards him with one hand holding the sword on his waist.

Ignoring the obstruction of the guards beside him, he came straight to Leonard and stretched out his hand.

"His Majesty!"

The crazy Leonard was stunned for a moment, then quickly knelt on the ground and kissed his hands.

He knew very well what kind of strength and skills the Gaul monarch had. Although Leonard was crazy, he was not a lunatic. He knew very well that he wanted to regain his territory, and even went one step further to obtain a large fiefdom in Egypt. Someone’s thigh needs to be hugged.

As far as he knew, almost everyone in Philip's guards had drunk the potion that he had been given.

"Lord Leonard, please believe me, I will not allow a despicable assassin to go unpunished, but this is a critical moment in the fight against the infidels. Under the watchful eye of Heavenly Father, we must reduce big things to small things."

Philip helped Leonard up and whispered.

He actually didn't believe that Richard would do such a thing. He was a proud fanatic, and it was impossible to use such a dirty trick to cut off the arm he relied on most in the Holy Land, but that didn't mean that he didn't intend to use it. This matter came to criticize Richard.

He was thinking about how to get the maximum benefit for himself from Leonard's assassination.

Philip suddenly strode up to a table next to him. Although he was fully armed, his movements were extremely agile. Although he was not good at commanding troops in battle, he had drunk a lot of magic potions and was extremely physically fit.

"You warriors of Christ, brothers in the eyes of the Heavenly Father, just now in front of you, a group of pagans disguised as crusaders assassinated Renard of Chatillon - a man who always devoted himself to fighting the pagans. The frontline warriors.”

"What does this mean?"

"Those despicable pagans are afraid of us. They don't have the courage to defeat the brave Christian warriors on the front battlefield. They can only hope to use conspiracy and trickery to divide us and fight among ourselves!"

"In order to prevent the pagans' conspiracy from succeeding, the Crusaders must have a unified voice!"

"Tomorrow, we must elect a general who will command all the Crusaders! Once the election results are announced, even I will obey his will in wartime. The Crusaders will truly unite as one, and under the shining light of the Father, liberate all the Christian territories in Egypt!"